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Happy as a butterfly Smart as a bee The sugar to my tea You were there for me You watched me grow And begged me to dance As I jumped for the stars From my heels to my tippy toes
Long ago a mother lived in a small village surrounded by dark and deep woods and shiny snowy peaks she had six sons to care for she would always dream of best education for her sons
The biggest moment of happiness they had in their life was when you were born with new hopes and enlightened their courtyard with smiles and immense pleasure you were the precious gift
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